Most of the time we think we want to be able to control everything around us. If we have a problem, a small problem or a more complicated one, we think we must have the power to solve it.

If you use a computer on a daily basis, the web browser has probably become your essential tool. We now use browsers all day long — to navigate on the web, for social media, to use web apps, to write articles, etc.

The truth is we reach a point where we know who we are, what we want and what we deserve and we’re not willing to go back to selling ourselves short again. We’re not willing to repeat the same vicious cycle of handing out our hearts to those who don’t know how to catch them. The truth is we reach a point where our self love trumps any other love. We choose ourselves even when people don’t choose us.

Hello again, for those of you who read my first story and are, for some strange reason, interested in hearing more about my lame life. There isn't much more to tell, but I can partake in writing about multiple stories and thoughts I've had. Of course, I hope you're thinking about the typical, "late night shower thoughts", because those are pretty good. I don't have many of those, I mostly just watch videos of them and proceed to watch my own jaw drop while I realize those things are crazy, but true. Most of the time, though, I hope to write about wise and logical things that people will actually want to read instead of the garbage of thoughts I actually have.

Greetings My Awesomesauce Friends, May I begin with a moment of frustration? As I sit to write this, I have found myself a tad bit tired. Truthfully I just can’t anymore. I can’t with the, 😳MG can you believe how fast this year has flown rhetoric. So if you would allow me, I’d like to just chuck on by the thought that I just wrote you yesterday, November One, and now Its the 28th. No No No.. I will just move on with what I believe to be exciting news.

Thanksgiving dinner killed me, but it became another eye-opening experience. Thanksgiving 2020 was quite a feat for me. Instead of eating all day alone as I usually do, I decided to focus on writing. That night though, I had one chicken leg and felt myself get sent to heaven. It wasn’t made by me and I don’t know what was used to make it, but I felt the chicken leg make it tougher for me to breathe and move. I usually stop eating at least 4 hours before bed, so one would’ve thought those 4 hours were enough to digest the darn leg!

I am thankful to be able to read because to read is to dream with my eyes open. I am thankful for the ability to create stories out of thin air.

The Holidays are here again, and I feel totally Scrooged over. From my West Texas apartment, there's not a snowflake in sight, it's not even sweater weather, and no present is expected to be coming in or going out of the premises. That's okay though, I've got gratitude.

At one point we were all wearing diapers, still figuring out how to train our tongue to wrap around the word "mommy," and "daddy." At one point we were being coddled and we didn't understand what boundaries were. At one point we all blinked for too long and by the time we opened our eyes again we were pushed out into the real world (whatever that means) with sensitive bodies, overwhelmed minds, and plates filled with responsibilities and expectations. We're not babies anymore.

“When nothing is certain, everything is possible.” Mandy Hale The year of 2020 is an eventful one to say the least. The intensity, the chaos, the bizarre changes in the society, which at times feels surreal, resembling an apocalyptic movie more than the reality. According to many ancient texts, however, there is a bigger picture at play, something that has been gaining its momentum since 2012, namely the end of one age and the beginning of another. Everyone remembers the “end of the world” prediction connected to Mayan calendar, apparently it was not supposed to be taken literally, and meant the end of the world as we know it.

I knew I had a purpose, but why did I feel like cellophane? I grew up in Brooklyn, New York, in the early '90s between the dope dealers on Flatbush and the Haitians playing dominos on Church Ave. My mother got pregnant with me at fifteen years old, and my father was shot and killed three days after my first birthday. Growing up in Brooklyn was rough; however, I made the most of it. No matter how turbulent things were, I always found my silver lining, and I didn't give up. When I was nine, I ended up homeless with my mother, and I experienced hunger for the first time. Twenty-nine years of profound experiences gave me the grit to make something of my life and share my story to inspire other women.

My Confidence was Shot After being told you are not good enough for so long, your own thoughts start to lie to you and you start to think that about yourself. For years, I was made fun of, pushed around, taking advantage of, etc. Things were said in different types of situations. When I would get excited about an opportunity, it would be shot down because it might be a scam or because they didn't think I was capable of doing it. Even though I may know that I am extremely capable, that doesn't mean that I don't want a vote of confidence.

Most of the time we think we want to be able to control everything around us. If we have a problem, a small problem or a more complicated one, we think we must have the power to solve it.

What does this world mean? How powerful can the tongue be? For its edge seems to be sharp through life but in actuality it’s dull in eternity.

The magnitude of the struggle for people to manage the COVID-19 pandemic is enormous! Is it rocking your world right now? What are things that are going through your mind right now? A rocky foundation challenges us to think about who we are and what we believe. So where do we go and what do we do?

It was in the summer of 2013 when I got hold of The Secret book by Rhonda Byrne. It is a self-help book containing a lot of stories on the workings of the Law of Attraction. The book claims that we can change our circumstances just by changing our thoughts. Be positive, be specific on what you want, and the universe will arrange the events to deliver it to you – that's the basic instruction contained in the book.

“Before modern medicine, one of the worst imaginable skin diseases was syphilis, which would start as itchy boils and then eat its way into the bones until it exposed the skeleton. In Russia, it was called Polish disease, in Germany, the French Disease, in France, the Italian disease.” — Hans Rosling, Factfulness

Everyone goes through a time when they don't know what they are doing. Or at least, the 5000+ people I have met online & offline have been through such a time.

Thanksgiving dinner killed me, but it became another eye-opening experience. Thanksgiving 2020 was quite a feat for me. Instead of eating all day alone as I usually do, I decided to focus on writing. That night though, I had one chicken leg and felt myself get sent to heaven. It wasn’t made by me and I don’t know what was used to make it, but I felt the chicken leg make it tougher for me to breathe and move. I usually stop eating at least 4 hours before bed, so one would’ve thought those 4 hours were enough to digest the darn leg!

Welcome to my Vocal Media page! I look forward to engaging with people, other creators or just an audience, dare I dream "my" audience, via this platform, as well as just to the experience - I'm here to learn what I can do, what I'm capable of, how far I can go, where this can take me, and what we can accomplish together.

Anyone can attain personal empowerment. It depends more on your actions than on the size of your bank account or the title on your business card.

The truth is we reach a point where we know who we are, what we want and what we deserve and we’re not willing to go back to selling ourselves short again. We’re not willing to repeat the same vicious cycle of handing out our hearts to those who don’t know how to catch them. The truth is we reach a point where our self love trumps any other love. We choose ourselves even when people don’t choose us.

Hello again, for those of you who read my first story and are, for some strange reason, interested in hearing more about my lame life. There isn't much more to tell, but I can partake in writing about multiple stories and thoughts I've had. Of course, I hope you're thinking about the typical, "late night shower thoughts", because those are pretty good. I don't have many of those, I mostly just watch videos of them and proceed to watch my own jaw drop while I realize those things are crazy, but true. Most of the time, though, I hope to write about wise and logical things that people will actually want to read instead of the garbage of thoughts I actually have.

Thanksgiving Eve 2020: I'm not going to lie. I had a breakdown about 1 am. Cried for 2 hours. Told my daughter, Zoe, not to expect anything on Thanksgiving day. I had gone off my meds a few weeks ago totally forgetting I had yet to survive the holidays and clearly realize now that was a mistake. I made some chocolate milk and took my "happy pill".

I’m a 23 year old single mother, and though most people may say “she doesn’t know what she’s talking about”. I like to think I know a little something. Life is full of choices and paths that we end up taking, and most times we learn a valuable lesson. I’m going to open up with you guys and tell you a little bit about myself. So sit back relax and I hope you enjoy my story.

While I’m usually quite thankful for life itself, I’m especially grateful for being able to live through such an unfathomable time in the world. For sure I thought I would have torn out all of my hair by now. The enormous stress of everything is enough to really make me do that and then some.

This girl felt like she was an outcast in everything whether it was her family, friends she made or coworkers. She was beautiful and never knew her value or what she was capable of. This once girl now developing woman dreamed of so many things in life and wondered where she would be taken. She wanted to please others by always impressing them.

If you are reading this it's okay trust me you'll be fine. From one artist to another I know it is tough going into a creative drought or just plain and simple no will to create anymore. I have been there more times than I can count to be honest and maybe even come back to take my own medicine for a change when I go through the inevitable myself. Here are some tips I find helpful for when I'm going through an art drought.

Anthony Davian The center is to accomplish prosperity, through the blend of Exercise, Nutrition and Sleep. I don't get it's meaning to have a solid and healthy lifestyle? It very well may be keeping up body weight, getting in shape, Anthony Davian tightening up the body, or loosening up the psyche and body. To accomplish these, Exercise, Nutrition and Sleep are the three principle keys.

Thanksgiving and the holidays that follow are going to look really different for everyone this year, but especially for those who live alone, these changes might hit particularly hard.

Greetings My Awesomesauce Friends, May I begin with a moment of frustration? As I sit to write this, I have found myself a tad bit tired. Truthfully I just can’t anymore. I can’t with the, 😳MG can you believe how fast this year has flown rhetoric. So if you would allow me, I’d like to just chuck on by the thought that I just wrote you yesterday, November One, and now Its the 28th. No No No.. I will just move on with what I believe to be exciting news.

The brink and birth of a new declaration of victory in life's calamities is the moment life can begin again. The disappointments, the anger, the failures, the set backs, the uncertainties, the short comings and the unanswered prayers. Life in a series, counts as the endlessness of our hearts desires and inclinations. Reality, is our test.

Far too long... I’ve put others’ needs, wants and desires above my own. I’ve given my all without expecting in return. How long should I have put up with them treating me the way they did? Wanting to speak up about the mistreatment, afraid to be labelled a victim so I keep a smile on my face & praying the pain away. When I do speak up, my feelings aren’t taken as seriously as I would’ve taken theirs.

I am going to write a piece of an article on the midnight of when Mr. Shafqat MEhmood has announced for the vacations for all Pakistani Educational institutions from 26th of November to 45 December.

I disabled notifications and blocked social media apps until 8 pm. Yet, I still cannot stop looking at my phone, waiting for the notification light to blink at me.

The definition of beauty is one of the most divisive, diverse, and debated topics in the world’s history.  There is an argument as old as time, of whether or not “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”. Some believe that beauty is completely subjective, and thus merely exists in the minds of those who contemplate it. Others argue that if beauty is subjective, then the word beauty has no meaning and that nothing is beautiful as a result.

Josh Nielsen Thankful Thoughts As Thanksgiving of 2020 winds down, I reflect on all that I am thankful for. I am sure everybody else does this on this day. Maybe people are thankful for new work promotions, newfound love, their health, or simply all the little things that help life seem not so bad and brings joy to their world. Is one day a year really enough to show gratitude though?

When we reach a certain point in life, certain achievements, many of us stop dreaming, stop planning, we give into the never changing routine and even though it might appear we have everything alright in our lives, we are feeling miserable and unhappy in some ways.

For many of us, much of our behavior, decisions, actions, views, thoughts, mannerism, and style, is based around trying to impress others. We seem to be hell-bent on trying to fit in with others, desperate to be liked, accepted, admired, and respected. In fact, many of us cannot stand the thought of not being liked by others, and then, in turn, we try our hardest to please them. We often set the expectations on ourselves to please everyone all the time, when the reality is, such a feat is not even a possibility. This sort of behavior all starts from as far back as our schooling days, as we try so hard to make friends, fit in with the "cool kids", and be popular. It's sad that this sort of mentality leads us to destruction, not satisfaction, or success. We end up becoming a person not true to ourselves, as our decisions, actions, behavior, attitude, thoughts, views, and mannerism, aren't truly reflective of who we really are. So what happens? We end up leading a life of trying to please others, rather than pleasing ourselves, because our decisions and actions are based purely on what we believe will impress others. What we don't realize is, it's not impressing others that leads to success, satisfaction, happiness, and fulfillment, it's influencing others that creates the greatest impact.